I Sang Do-wop On The Street Corner

I Kind Of Knew Something Was Going On, And My Older Brothers And Sisters Were Singing Be-boppish Kinds Of Stuff In The Living Room, And I Was Listening. I Started Singing, Warmer Than A Summer Night, At Seven Or Eight Years Old.

These Songs Are Old Friends I Have Entertained Myself With When I'm Washing The Dishes, Driving To The Store And Walking Down The Aisles. The Ones That You Sing When You're Driving In The Car And As A Singer You Always Go Back To Them.

I Know More Polkas Than Frankie Yankovic. I Grew Up Next Door To The Polka Tavern In Milwaukee. I Can Sing Some Polkas. And Proud Of That.

I Was Age Six Or Seven, And Singing, "jesus Wants Me For Her Son, Beep, To Shine For Him," And People Smiled And Pinched My Cheeks Till The Blood Vessels Broke, And I Knew I Was Doing Something Right.

Jazz Brought This Sense Of Democracy Where Four Guys Come Together And Your Name May Be On The Marquee, But In This Moment, When You're The Soloist, It's You, And We Follow You. We Follow You.